OUTLETS

[Chorus]
Might go to the mall wit nothing in my pocket
Still find it hard to choose
Im a low-key guy but I’m still bout my profit
Im tryna cop some new shoes
X2

[Verse 1: PARIAH PETE]
Citizenship in killing shit
This that motherfucking shit that you been reeling in
Too large for one man, you gon need back up
One man army, no plaque, ya better back up
Better stack up, if you really tryna ball
On a fucking budget, can’t touch it at all
New reeboks, or some new nikes
Yo i want it fucking all, but this shit ain't free
Been in the same pants ive had all year
Its 2017 now i had em last year
And the year before that, rocking the black ones
For a year straight, do the math do it backwards
Feel like a food court
I have so much to offer, but I’m still the last resort
When i shop around, pretending imma spend
I’m really just envision myself that can
So i

[Chorus]
Might go to the mall wit nothing in my pocket
Still find it hard to choose
Im a low-key guy but I’m still bout my profit
Im tryna cop some new shoes
X2

[Verse 2: PARIAH PETE]
Mall cop of rap - you a motherfucking joke
Tryna escalate my flow, while you try to stay afloat
You been a cruise, with a pretty nice view
So when the storm came, safe haven was yo room
Never had a room to reside in
I built my foundation outta fucking hiding
When i build the castle all the homies gonna slide in
Drop me from my shackles, benz beemer ill be riding not lying
Champion hoodie cuz i feel that way
Always gotta look fresh, while i resonate
You more fruit of the loom cuz you dont make sense
Still rocking that shit, i ain't never follow trends
And i - want them air max 95s
Im gon get it, before the day i die
On my homie eddie, tryna stunt real hard
Still think of yo design that plays on nascar

[Chorus]
Might go to the mall wit nothing in my pocket
Still find it hard to choose
Im a low-key guy but I’m still bout my profit
Im tryna cop some new shoes
X2